Chapter 1962
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Zhao Wenshui thought that Li Cuiying was right. The house was only so big. Where could Zhang Wenshui hide?
So they rummaged through the cabinets and finally found Zhao Wenshui under the bed.
Zhao Baoshan became even angrier when he saw Zhao Wenshui, a grown man, cowering under the bed.
What kind of bastard did he give birth to? He had simply thrown away all of his old face.
He had the guts to do dirty things but didn't have the guts to take responsibility. Now he was hiding under the bed.
As a man, how could he hide under the bed?
"Bastard, come out!" Zhao Baoshan yelled at Zhao Wenshui under the bed.
"Father …" Zhao Wenshui looked at Zhao Baoshan pitifully. When he saw the wooden stick in Zhao Baoshan's hand, he didn't dare to come out.
"Father, if you don't hit me, I'll come out!" Zhao Wenshui bargained. No matter what, he had to fight for it.
"Don't hit you? If I don't hit you, you'll be overthrown. Look at what you've done. You still have the nerve to ask me not to hit you?
Today I'll teach you a lesson about what you should do and what you shouldn't do! "Zhao Baoshan said with a dark face.
Zhao Wenshui curled his lips and hid under the bed. "Father, if you don't agree and insist on hitting me, then I'll hide under the bed and not come out!"
Hearing Zhao Wenshui's words, Zhao Benshan's beard almost blew up.
However, he couldn't crawl under the bed like Zhao Wenshui and drag Zhao Wenshui out. After all, he was old and his legs were not very convenient.
His wives were all women. Even if they crawled under the bed, they wouldn't be able to drag Zhao Wenshui out.
However, if he let Zhao Wenshui hide under the bed, he wouldn't be able to deal with him. How could he take it lying down?
"If you know what's good for you, then hurry up and come out. Don't force me to make a move. When the time comes, you'll suffer together with me." Zhao Baoshan warned.
Zhao Wenshui replied pitifully, "Father, I'm going to be beaten anyway. If I come out later, I'll be beaten later. I won't come out …"
Zhao Baoshan saw that Zhao Wenshui's ruffian appearance made people angry and worried, so he said to Li Cuiying, "Second daughter-in-law, bring the iron fork from home. If he doesn't come out, I'll use the fork to stab him to death!"
The pitchfork that Zhao Baoshan mentioned was a farming tool. It was usually used to fork rice. The handle was very long and the top was shaped like a bull's horn. However, it was made of iron and was very sharp. If it really pierced into a person's body, it could kill them.
Hearing Zhao Baoshan's words, Zhao Wenshui was so scared that he peed his pants under the bed.
His father was too ruthless, wasn't he? How could he think of such a move?
He wasn't soft-hearted at all. After all, he was his biological son.
"Father, I'll come out. I'll come out right away!" Zhao Wenshui trembled and hurriedly crawled out from under the bed.
However, as soon as he came out, he was greeted with Zhao Baoshan's wooden stick.
"I'll beat you to death, you bastard. Didn't you say you wouldn't come out? Keep hiding! "
The wooden stick fell on Zhao Wenshui's body. Zhao Wenshui felt a burst of pain and shouted, "Father, it hurts so much. Stop hitting me!"
Zhao Baoshan hit him while snorting coldly. "Stop hitting? You bastard, you still know pain? Why don't you think about what you've done and whether you deserve to be hit! "
Zhao Wenshui hurriedly admitted his mistake. "Father, I was wrong. I was wrong. I won't dare to do it again! Please spare me this time! "
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